Lyrics:
Crazy how I thought I was in love with you
Crazy how I fell for that bullshit
I was blinded by your love and nothing else
Had me under your spell,
it's on like neden hole, fuck
I'm 2 Dope and I'm fuckin' drunk
Walked in Detroit with my nuts hangin' out my drawers
Yo'...SUCK MY BALLS!!!
All I wanna
by the one to affect breathe life to the dead
To the ones with poor sight that can’t ascend
Ike and Silva the mud in your eyes
Excited for the future
focus
I'm making money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggas we rushing and still busting
Til the cops come
could take it to the street.
Yo. Lil girls in the city. Dress up pretty.
Go out and get messed up and shitty.
Girls by the sea, dress like hippies.
could take it to the street
Yo, lil' girls in the city
Dress up pretty
Go out and get messed up and shitty
Girls by the sea, dress like hippies
not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the tongue flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it
Big dawg, I'm for real, I don't need co-signin'
Might go get me 'Cat or a Scat, no mileage (skrrt)
In the city where I'm from, we ain't have no God
on movin, keep on livin'
Detroit to Houston, LA to Milwakee
On top of the hill and down in the street
You should know you better get out
Got my gun by my
And got more than poor people in the Delta
Latins want a slice of the American dream
A thousand miles on foot to see Robert E. Lee
We got our own turmoil
could've been worse
Had to put god first
Been a minute
Since I stepped in church
Talked to god
When I scribbled this verse
A few chips on my shoulder
But
the private switch
It was pop stars and hotshots
Hot Rods and fast cars
Transformin' we gon' roll out
Hoodie on, I'm watchu talkin' bout
Heart in the south but
the Bible right before
I do what I do
Fell in love with my demons in front of
The priest - I still say I do
Shawty been by my side, she ain't have to
She
How the fuck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' motherfuckers like a shootin' star
'Cause I'm out to show, that I'm a dope MC
Think crack had
to mine
I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is Too $hort, now shut your mouth
In
life in that moment of hell
I'm better off dead I convinced myself
Thought I'd never escape that hell I felt
But even the smallest wounds take time
Simulation at my whim
Whatchu think
I'm praying with
Have you ever worked your trauma
Like a trick
Have you ever
Forced a rapist
To suck his own dick
Justice
ain't shit
Hoes just trick
All girls are the same
Oh all the same
Baby I feel all right
When you're around right by my side
Baby I'm dead inside
When
in my hands
Mouth on that drill ish
I be on that wired insane
Ultimate trill shit
And there is not a soul that can see me
Like I'm not real trick
clout its a shame
You a lame if they don't know your name shit sound the same
Don't get caught up in the mix hoes are filled with dirty tricks
Saying 3
That's when my heart turned cold
I'm a product of the block
We used to cook the product in the pot
Add soda to turn the product into rock
It's in
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time, in quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time, in quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
I'mma get you a playpen
Ain't an industry plant
Now my feet up in the industry (Now I'm here)
They cannot get rid of me
They wonder how I did it
Get Shag
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